Naturally inclined to obsess upon that which right before our noses, we have a tendency to take in all other stimuli with an air of cognitive dissonance insofar as any effect said phenomena might have upon us in the future. The same could be said for our influence, be it physical or otherwise, on the surrounding environment. Whether we consider such interplay as vital or moot, it seems the essence of experience weaves along this vaguely defined line that divides 'us' from that which is 'not us'. Empirically, our experience begins and ends at the sensory receptors, with the interpretive mind hopefully organizing this information into an easily-digested mental meal that serves to nourish that which is basically non-physical, namely our thoughts. And whose soul doesn't wrest with the limitations of this material scenario? The world, like words upon a page, encoded with cryptic symbolism, defies simplistic interpretation. How learned must an entity be to decipher mysteries seemingly beyond comprehension? Thus, we share the most basic explanations based not in truth, but a rather shadowy mixture of myth and morality. This compounds the natural obfuscation of said dilemma with yet another sheath of interpretive abstraction, which often is mistaken for the thing itself. To 'understand' is to understand only that which is comprehensible within this construct, an ephemeral ladder to the stars if there ever was one.
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